Free The Abduction of Kelsey by Claire Thompson Page B

at it, never giving her a moment to recover. “Enough,” she finally moaned. “Please.” She tried to close her legs, but the way James was positioned between them made it impossible.
    “More,” James insisted. “Give me everything you’ve got. I want it all.”
    On and on it went, James’ fingers coupled with the pulsing phallus inside her pulling orgasm after orgasm from her exhausted body until Kelsey, sweating and panting, began to tremble uncontrollably.
    “Please,” she managed to gasp, “too much. It’s too much. No more.” Her moans edged up into a wail and she felt like she was going to pass out.
    Finally, finally, he relented, withdrawing his fingers. He flicked off the vibrator and pulled it from her soaked cunt, though she continued to feel the echo of its pulse inside her.
    James moved to sit beside her, his cock erect along his thigh. He reached for the cider bottle and held the straw to her lips. Kelsey drank gratefully and realized she was starving. James let her finish the cider and then set the bottle down.
    “Please untie me, James,” she begged. “I need to use the bathroom and I’m really hungry. My leg hurts.”
    “Soon,” James said. “First there’s this to take care of.” He lifted himself over her and straddled her chest, gripping his large, fully erect cock and pointing it at her mouth. The head was purple, a drop of pre-come hanging from the tip.
    “Open wide,” he ordered, leaning forward as he guided his shaft toward her face.
    Kelsey turned her head aside, pressing her lips together. She could taste the bile at the back of her throat.
    “Hey!” James shouted. “You got yours. Now I get mine. Don’t make me hurt you, Kelsey. Do what I say.”
    He gripped her jaw with hard fingers. “Open your mouth. Do it, girl.” His voice was hoarse as he tugged at his cock, his stroke hard and quick. His body was heavy on her ribs, his balls settling between her breasts as he jerked at his shaft.
    With a sudden movement, he reached out and slapped her across the face. When Kelsey gasped in pain and surprise, he shoved his penis into her mouth, pushing it deep until she gagged.
    “Yeah,” he moaned, “that’s what I’m talking about.” He began to thrust, each time going deep and making her choke. His balls hit her chin with each stroke, his thick, hard member filling her mouth.
    At that moment Kelsey actually welcomed the throb of pain in her calf. She focused on it, letting it distract her from what was happening. This couldn’t go on forever. He had to come soon. Please, come. Come, come, come , you fucking asshole, you bastard, you prick .
    He gripped her face in his hands as he shuddered against her. Spurts of warm ejaculate filled her mouth, his shaft still resting against her tongue. She started to choke and, mercifully, the bastard pulled out. Kelsey turned her head and spit the salty goo onto the sheets.
    “Hey, what the hell?” James grabbed her face again, forcing her to look at him. He was frowning, his brows furrowed. “You don’t spit out my seed! You swallow every drop and then you thank me for coming in your mouth.”
    The edge of steel had returned to his voice. This see-sawing switch between creepy Mr. Lovey-dovey and Maniacal Abusive Man was worse than if he was just one or the other. Without knowing she was going to do it, Kelsey burst into tears. “Get off me! Let me go! Let me go! Let me go!” she yelled, choking on her tears as she cried.
    He metamorphosed again, his face softening, his voice suddenly gentle. “Sweetheart, don’t cry. I’m sorry. You’re overwrought. I shouldn’t have pushed you so fast, what with the bullet wound.” Finally he climbed off her.
    “My arms,” she pleaded. “Untie me from the headboard.”
    He did, though the neckties remained tightly knotted at her wrists and he made no effort to undo them. Kelsey began to pick at them and he didn’t stop her. Instead he held out another pill. “Take this. You need to